Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

almost thought Ray

"Ah --"

in her palm brought her back to

of the pain and she withdrew her

she was stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't

coldly, frowning.

order to take the pieces out, he had to

Would hurt.

the pale face of Tracy, and

couldn't bear to see her in such a pain.

"No --"

soon as the point of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew her hand

was almost fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed

time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand

stained Tracy's and

were full of fear and

"You know it hurts?"

cry. It's none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go of

from the chair

Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood again,

"Have a seat --"

of threatening this

Tracy was much more stubborn than

"No --"

shook her

looked at him coldly,

at

he remembered what he was doing after being reminded

were as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed

me to care about you? How

He snorted.

furious that he tightly pressed on her hand.

tie you

to threaten.

pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had not

was so dizzy as if she was going

"A little bit painful..."

said with hesitation.

skipped a beat when

pain flashed through her

but she was still unwilling

say anything but stared at

painful, you can shout

he made up

saying that, he pointed the sharp knife at the wound on

intending to be stabbed into her

of fear rose from the bottom of

her own thought was

it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her

"Hmm --"

Tracy almost let out a scream, but

teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

Brody's hand

know whether it was her tears or her sweat.

hand held the hilt of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he made

to give up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a

bit her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to

feel the knife cutting her body.

twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on

finally could not

lips were cut and bleeding.

cry out several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do